Chapter 313: Liu Liu Yifei: Shameless washing machine!

When A-Fei drove the Cadillac DTS away, it was early morning in China.

Countless melon-eating netizens hadn't dispersed, discussing the feelings of "some people" sleeplessly all night.

But just like Qi Heng's description.

This love affair between Liu and Lu, which is cut and chaotic, really has thousands of people as the audience.

A terrifying interrogation-style TV interview had just ended, and domestic viewers had been guarding the screen the whole time, wishing they could strangle the delayed text and image live broadcast.

Snow's inductive inquiry at the beginning, Little Liu pretended not to know to lead the topic.

Netizens thought she was really going to accuse him in court, and from then on, love turned into hate and broke up with the washing machine, and the Fairy fans were preparing to expedition to the Lu dog blog...

Suddenly!

It was the little girl playing the pig to eat the tiger, turning the guest into the host, directly pointing out the theme, and clarifying the facts.

That series of deafening, enlightening remarks, the rebuke filled with a sense of justice, and that final sentence, "I do not allow..."

It was simply Fairy attack to the extreme!

Up to this point, even the slow-reacting netizens reacted in an instant.

What court accusation? This is turning against the court! This is charging for love!

Even though the viewers were still kept in the dark, excitedly guessing some inside information that was destined to be impossible to make public.

But this plot, isn't it better than the few shitty New Year films this year?

What *Perhaps Love*?

There is no "perhaps," this is love!

What *The Promise*?

Isn't Fairy attack much more sensational than what Qingcheng and Manshen?

What *Riding Alone for Thousands of Miles*?

Liu Liu Yifei is going to the meeting alone for thousands of miles!

What *Tangshan Earthquake*?

Hmm... *Tangshan Earthquake* is indeed okay, but you, this washing machine, are also too much of a thing!

What is very laughable is that when the scandal incident caused a major discussion, the back-and-forth between Little Liu, Lu, and passersby fans completely became one-sided this time.

Just like Leader Liu's sigh when he laughed dumbly, this kid's life is really good.

Netizens scolded one after another, what virtue and ability do you have, washing machine?

Of course, besides Little Liu's fans, there was no lack of passersby and black fans of other actresses falling into the well, accusing her of malicious hype, and even having evil deeds of seducing big directors.

Their reasons were also very sufficient, just like what Snow said when he pushed her into the corner in the program, the facts at the birthday banquet were undeniable.

Since he didn't threaten you, it means you took the initiative to offer yourself, right?

Shameful! Green tea! And a disguise of Fairy Sister, pure jade girl, for whom to see?

It's just that such a tone didn't appear for long before the scene changed again.

The text and image live broadcast had just ended, and the viewers who hadn't had enough of this *Manhattan Trial* were very happy to find the egg of war correspondent Zhuo Wei!

What?

The number one richest man in the mainland entered the game, and in front of a group of authoritative media such as American TV and radio, he personally admitted that he was pursuing Liu Liu Yifei?

Good guy, you really talked about feelings to the international stage.

Filming? Writing a novel?

Coupled with the blog post of Xinhua News Agency North American branch reporter Qi Heng, at this moment, the fans and movie fans of Liu and Lu united and began a fierce counterattack against the black fans.

This pair of talented men and beautiful women, is it your turn for these monsters to oppose?

Just like Little Liu who cleared rumors and poisonous flows in the TV station live broadcast, they spontaneously launched a clean network in the mainland entertainment industry.

These two groups of people might not be willing to mention that just a few dozen minutes ago, two days ago, they were still fighting to the death...

Even if it's a holiday, entertainment reporters have no rest time. It is estimated that the mainland network will be brushed by this *Manhattan Trial* for a long time.

Offline gatherings and dinners, how can they avoid discussing such a topic that is enough to accompany the meal?

Today is New Year's Eve! This year is spent on this gossip!

【Washing machine personally admits, is pursuing the number one little flower in mainland entertainment】

【Is it love turning into hate, or hate turning into love?】

【The silver makeup knife she inserted into her heart was healed by the washing machine before it was bleeding.】

【The 24-year-old richest man in China and his quasi-girlfriend】

【Complex, is personally admitting love a public relations means or an emotional price?】

Of course, just like the speculation caused by *731* of later generations being unable to be released,

There is no lack of many netizens who saw the foul smell from Japan hidden under the grass and snake lines.

Especially the sentence Little Liu mentioned in the Fox Media Center—

"Just because he wants to film some films that rectify history, just because he inadvertently offended other people's interests!"

Combined with the massacre film previously officially announced by Inquiry Realm, it really makes people float and think.

No matter what, Little Liu entered the game herself, not hesitating to self-stain to protect Lu Kuan.

The latter also made arrangements for the aftermath in advance with a heart-to-heart, which can be considered a narrow escape to land the matter, just waiting for the subsequent public opinion repair work.

In Boss Lu's heart, except for Lu Lu Tianmin and his son who had already fallen into a dead end, Deng Wendi Deng had also logically become the evil flower that must be cut off, and was about to start falling pieces and layout.

Putting the noise of the outside world aside, A-Fei drove to Douglas Manor on the border of Queens and Zhang Dao.

For the Spring Festival of 2006, it was obviously going to be spent here temporarily.

The house was cleaned by a property management company regularly, and Liu Liu Xiaoli, with a heavy heart, called the staff.

She just wanted to say something to her daughter, when she saw her expressionlessly poking the young director: "I have something to tell you."

The two walked along the small road in the villa area towards the green space not far away.

In the Spring Festival of 2003, they had just returned from the Sundance Film Festival, and they were also walking aimlessly like this.

Standing still in the warm sunlight in the afternoon, Little Liu tilted her head and asked him: "What was your mood before today?"

Boss Lu smiled: "What mood?"

Liu Liu Yifei's expression was somewhat lonely: "You are so suspicious, you must have thought I was going to be unfavorable to you, right?"

"Because I didn't sell Twitter to you, because we broke up unhappily after the birthday, because I couldn't protect myself without selling you out."

"Before today, you should have thought of me like this, right?"

"No."

Boss Lu thought to himself that she really thought he was a Machiavellian personality, extremely suspicious and selfish.

"Really?" Little Liu's tone was somewhat excited; this was the recognition she urgently needed at the spiritual level after paying everything.

The young director didn't joke this time: "The black man in the interview just now was from ABC under Disney. Do you think he was idle and had nothing to do to listen to me announce that I am pursuing you?"

"Also, the domestic Blog. com broadcasted your dialogue at the Fox Media Center live with text and images."

"If I had doubted you, would I have done this? You know whose Blog. com is."

A trace of sweetness surged in the little girl's heart; this kind of heart-to-heart trust was no different from the dew of resurrection for her.

Thinking of the experience in the studio just now, it really felt like she had died once.

Mentioning the sensitive words "pursuing," the female party involved who was somewhat stunned at the scene just now had a somewhat unkind tone: "Just now you said... pursuing."

"I know you are protecting me, and I know that what I say now is a bit pretentious."

"But I don't want you to use these things to trade, appease..."

She had just summoned the courage, but seemed to be discouraged about this topic again, unable to speak.

This is an extremely contradictory state of mind out of psychological self-protection after suffering a collapse-style emotional injury a few months ago.

Liu Liu Yifei's personality has a quite proud side, which stems from her origin, family background, and growth experience.

But for this relationship, her charge into the battle once made her reactive.

She still longs to protect the purity of this relationship, just like everything she did for him without hesitation in the studio.

Therefore, Little Liu doesn't want the word "pursuing" in his mouth to become the price and transaction for her willing payment, which is undoubtedly a pearl covered in dust.

The emotional world of an eighteen-year-old girl is just so simple and complex, without so many interests and weighing pros and cons.

She is deeply disgusted with the charity, pity, and transaction of feelings. For her, that is not as painful and thorough as being completely hurt and rejected.

Boss Lu looked at her lonely and gradually whispering voice, and didn't dare to rashly mention the past events that would tear open the wounds again.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, as cold as the cold wind of wind, frost, swords, and swords.

Boss Lu suddenly said with a straight face: "Who said that was a transaction, appeasement, crisis public relations?"

Little Liu raised her head suddenly, had a moment of confusion, and then curled her lips in disdain.

It had only been half a year since her birthday, if he really had the heart, the story should have been rewritten long ago.

"Not talking to you anymore, I'm going home."

The young director laughed dumbly, and suddenly, as if thinking of something, he took out a car key from his suit pocket.

"Look, the flowers are bought, and the car has been shipped from China again. It's impossible to ship yesterday and arrive today, right?"

"You can't say this is a transaction, right?"

Liu Liu Yifei looked at the black hard-shell mechanical key in his palm suspiciously, and instantly understood what this was. Isn't it the "leftovers" from the birthday banquet?

Who cares!

Huh!

She picked up a folded note from the ground, which seemed to have fallen out when Boss Lu took out his pocket in a hurry.

A glamorous red lip and a string of numbers, this mouth is quite big, and this number is also quite long.

It seems that she can still smell the pungent perfume of Western women.

Liu Liu Yifei held the note in her hand, looking at the young director with sarcasm; is this what you call pursuing?

The little girl gritted her silver teeth and swore secretly in her heart.

If the dog thing opposite tries to deceive her with a few words again, she must let him know what is called Mulan's anger, blood splashing five steps.

Boss Lu felt a big oolong in his heart.

The most afraid of the air suddenly quieted down, he tested: "If I say, at 8:30 in the morning, at the Caffè Reggio coffee shop near your studio, I drank a few glasses of wine with Disney's president Iger and Harvey."

"And these few glasses of wine, a Mexican female waiter in the Caffè Reggio coffee shop..."

Shock!

Before Boss Lu finished speaking, a petite fist in front of him poked straight over.

Fortunately, he was already a man who had been injured, and he dodged it with lightning speed, directly clamping Little Liu tightly from behind.

The little girl weighed only about 100 pounds, and the two had a weight difference of nearly 30 kilograms. She couldn't bear to use ruthless hands, and for a while, she couldn't break free from the dog thief's restraint.

"Listen to me!"

"You've lived in the United States, right? The women here are just so unrestrained. I didn't throw it away in front of them, wouldn't that hurt people's self-esteem!"

Liu Liu Yifei didn't pick up his words: "What does it have to do with me? You love how you are, why do you want to lie to me?"

"Hurry up and let go, if you are photographed again, I won't be so soft-hearted next time, I'll send you in directly!"

Little Liu in the past two years was a pig, and Boss Lu could still restrain her by relying on the advantage of a man's strong body.

Now Little Liu has evolved into a wild boar. If she really wants to break free from him, the young director feels that he will also lose both.

"Then don't play temper and walk away, I have things to tell you."

"Hmm."

Little Liu responded with a muffled voice, and then gave him a fierce white look.

The little girl didn't really misunderstand anything, knowing that he wouldn't be absurd to this extent, just borrowing the topic to play.

When she didn't see him, it seemed that life and her mind were full of him.

Seeing him, she felt that his style was abominable, and she wanted to beat him up!

There is a secure attachment theory in psychology. When getting along with people who are deeply close to the heart, people usually find it difficult to control their temper.

She can take off her defenses, unscrupulously show negative emotions, without worrying about psychological boundaries and self-exposure.

Just like being slandered by Song Dazui and others two years ago, the life-and-death choice in the studio today seems to have quietly dissipated in the interaction with him.

Because she has sufficient sense of security, knowing that Lu Kuan can remedy everything.

Just as Lu Kuan can safely hand his back to her, she has never worried that she will be abandoned as a discarded child.

Of course, feelings are another matter.

The time for healing since the last heart injury is still too short, and she dare not make any active exploration and seeking again.

If there is another disharmonious ending, this life is completely fate-less.

Actually, who is just cautious?

The two walked all the way back.

Like described in Liu Liu Yifei's diary, Lu Kuan, who is indeed a bit love-incompetent, doesn't know how to appease her, so he simply turns to his most proficient field.

"Talk about the ins and outs of the matter, how did Deng Wendi Deng find you, and what's the matter with the photo."

Liu Liu Yifei collected her mood and started from that strange phone call from Deng Wendi Deng.

A conspiracy that took great pains was analyzed in the cold spring breeze of Zhang Dao, New York, and Lu Kuan quickly locked onto many behind-the-scenes suspects.

Liu Liu Yifei knew his personality of reporting every grievance, and worried: "Deng Wendi Deng and News Corporation... the power is quite big, you be careful."

"Hmm, don't worry."

"Also, your Twitter..."

Little Liu stopped and looked at him angrily, I haven't asked you for an explanation yet!

"Was it you who let the author of *Twilight*, Stephanie, not cooperate with Twitter?"

"What? There's this thing?" Boss Lu was shocked: "That was all to scare you on purpose, how could I do such a thing that violates business ethics?"

"You wait, I'll check who did it, and fire them tomorrow!"

Little Liu is also a small boss now, and poked his clumsy disguise in one word: "California law requires three days' written notice for dismissal, can you be serious when pretending?"

Boss Lu said solemnly: "Okay, I'll be serious."

"I suggest merging Twitter and Weibo."

"What do you mean?"

The young director guided step by step, and opened a new door for the little girl.

"The US government has always been vigilant about the infiltration of the ideological field."

"Just like this Mytube sale, if the two sides of the acquisition were reversed, they would definitely be embarrassed by the Federal Trade Commission. The geopolitical relationship between the two sides has been stable in recent years, but the so-called Eastern threat theory has emerged one after another. Let's not be too conspicuous."

Little Liu looked at him with a pair of phoenix eyes, not knowing how it suddenly jumped to this topic.

"Aren't so many magazines and media saying you are the representative of the American dream and an excellent international citizen? How could they embarrass you?"

"That's now. If I participate in the Olympics, plus the sensational release of the massacre film, your international reputation will be different when you look at it again."

"Once the relationship between the two countries is tense, or Weibo becomes big, it might cause the suspicion of the authorities."

Little Liu didn't have a cognition of this kind of far-sightedness: "What will they do? Does legal enterprise not receive legal protection?"

Boss Lu shook his head with a smile: "Whether it is the consideration of economic interests, or the so-called data security threat that may appear, or even the US authorities personally coming down to carry out public opinion smearing and guidance, it is possible."

Just like the bill to ban a certain sound passed in 2024 of later generations, requiring its parent company ByteDance to divest its US business, otherwise it will face the risk of a comprehensive ban.

Not to mention the distant ones, in the year after next, when Uncle Ao, whom Little Liu knows, takes office, the relationship has already begun to gradually go low.

Weibo is not a short-term product, Lu Kuan wants to grasp it and use it well as much as possible.

Little Liu also knows that he is not plotting her Twitter. If they really fight with real swords and guns, maybe Twitter will be pressed to the beach by Weibo in less than half a year.

"Then what to do?"

"I will ask Huang Anna to design a multi-layer offshore company structure, plus using trust and holding mechanisms to concentrate the control of the company in my hands."

"However, I need a holder to serve as the helmsman of the company in name."

On the matter of Weibo, if you don't want to give the US authorities a solid excuse after the geopolitical conditions deteriorate, you can only cut off the relationship to the maximum extent.

Looking at the candidates around, maybe Liu Liu Xiaoli is suitable.

Especially after this incident, some things are truly proven.

The two walked back to the villa courtyard unconsciously. The white snow hadn't completely melted, and was scattered on the grass and paths, like a natural ink painting.

Little Liu tilted her head and asked him ignorantly: "Who?"

Boss Lu raised his chin and signaled to her the former Five-One Project Award female dancer who was busy in the kitchen.

"My mom?"

"Yes, let Liu Ayi naturalize."

"Why?"

Boss Lu cleaned the rattan chair in the courtyard for her very gentlemanly, and then gave his reasons.

"The industry access restrictions, entry and exit and detention restrictions, and financial credit convenience for green card holders and US citizens are different."

"Plus Liu Ayi has been divorced from your father for many years, so don't worry about being associated with domestic political figures. She is the most suitable candidate."

Little Liu looked him up and down several times, and couldn't help but tease: "Such a person like you, will also easily trust others?"

"Such an important enterprise, aren't you afraid that your Liu Ayi will take it as her own?"

"She... likes it, just take it?" Boss Lu said as a matter of course: "You can't run away, right? Mother's debt daughter pays?"

"Cut!"

Liu Liu Yifei looked disdainful, but her heart was as warm as if she had eaten honey. She liked this sense of trust.

The little girl couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth, and asked the repeated topic very abruptly.

"Hey, where did you get the confidence that I would definitely maintain you? Do you know how many benefits Deng Wendi Deng promised?"

"Including Twitter, it won't be merged by you in a few words now!"

She stared at the young man with a pair of clear eyes that could drown people. The ice and snow in the courtyard reflected the faint sunlight on her face, making her look more bright and beautiful, smiling and shy.

Boss Lu said as a matter of course: "Isn't it what you said yourself, you are titanium white?"

"Since it doesn't melt into all colors, it must not melt into black, right?"

Little Liu's statement and forcing the palace, the so-called "I am this color," was truly recognized at this moment.

From Fangfei Garden to Manhattan, Lu Kuan, in his previous life and this life, indeed hadn't seen a second color like this.

The sunlight gently sprinkled on them, outlining the long shadows of the two on the ground, as if they were tightly intertwined for a moment.

"Okay, count your words." Little Liu stood up proudly.

"Humph, I wanted to drive you away, I'll leave you for a meal, after all, it's New Year's Eve."

After saying that, she walked to the kitchen with a smile. Liu Liu Xiaoli bought a lot of ingredients from the Asian supermarket, and the little girl suddenly had some interest in cooking.

In the villa, Liu Liu Xiaoli and her daughter received calls from all parties, and reported the current situation to the concerned relatives and friends.

Only then did they start preparing ingredients to spend this unique Spring Festival.

The old mother didn't know what the two had just gone out to say, and couldn't help but be curious.

"Sister Xixi, what did you chat with Little Lu just now?"

"Nothing, I scolded him a few times."

"No, just now in front of the lens, he said..."

Little Liu was washing the celery in her hand, expressionless: "Crisis public relations, nothing big."

Liu Liu Xiaoli's heart turned cold for half a beat. Watching her heartbroken little appearance some time ago, the old mother naturally hoped that her daughter could get what she wanted.

"Really? He said it in front of the media of the whole world, he is pursuing you?"

Calmly speaking, Liu Liu Xiaoli looking at Boss Lu is really a mother-in-law looking at a son-in-law.

The richest man in the mainland, handsome appearance, appropriate age, speaking of which, it can be considered knowing the roots and the bottom.

The first time I saw him in 2001, this industry giant was only a 19-year-old boy, although he looked very mature in his actions.

As for private life...

If the two really succeed, I believe my daughter can handle this level, right? Otherwise, why practice fighting and boxing every day?

Little Liu didn't want to talk about this topic, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "If you pursue me, I have to agree? I'm not worth money once, and I don't have a long memory?"

"Go! How do you talk, who dares to say you are not worth money!" Liu Liu Xiaoli slapped her on the forearm angrily.

However, looking at her self-deprecating tone, her mood should be considered stable.

Forget it, let's ask slowly, young people's affairs, it's hard to avoid being powerless even if she wants to manage.

The mother and daughter were busy in the kitchen, and when they looked up, they could see the young man in the courtyard, and the phone in his hand hadn't stopped.

"Hmm, continue to follow closely, besides that Japanese restaurant and Dafu Tea House, see if there are other meeting places."

"Except for Lu Lu Tianmin and his son, I think there may be others involved."

Boss Lu crushed the cigarette butt with his feet, gradually starting to close the net on Taro and others.

As for Deng Wendi Deng who harmed Little Liu, that must be rectified to death, but first, she must be designed to be cut off from Murdoch.

"Good, I also wish you a Happy New Year, let's get together when we return to China."

"Good, then that's it."

A series of various incidents occurred, and the accumulated work in hand was getting more and more.

Inquiry Realm Holdings' annual meeting, commendation, development plan for the coming year;

All student short films submitted by the Pan-Asia Film Academy so far also need his second review as dean, and interviews and inspections must be organized before September;

And his important task in North America, casting for foreign roles in the massacre film.

And, meeting with the big short seller Paulson.

A horn sounded outside the courtyard, A-Fei drove back with a pile of daily necessities and ingredients, and was moving them into the courtyard.

Boss Lu turned his head, and in front of the kitchen glass, Little Liu was preparing dishes skillfully.

Her hair was casually pulled up, and there were still a few strands scattered on her pretty cheeks, standing gracefully in front of the cutting board, her clear eyes like autumn water focused on the tender vegetables in her hand, looking in a very good mood.

He gathered a snowball from the ground and exploded it accurately on the glass in front of the little cook, giving the latter a fright.

Liu Liu Yifei looked at him expressionlessly for two seconds, and raised the kitchen knife in her hand...

With nothing to do, Boss Lu also took off his coat and walked into the kitchen, preparing to help.

"Little Lu, go out, rest for a while and eat immediately."

"It's okay, I can help."

Liu Liu Yifei didn't be polite to him: "You go peel a few cloves of garlic, pat them and chop them."

"There is no garlic mortar here, pure manual work."

Liu Liu Xiaoli smiled: "Oh, Sister Xixi, you are making things difficult for people! How can Little Lu do this work!"

"If he doesn't do it, who does? Eating for nothing?" The little girl didn't forgive him.

Under the eaves, one has to bow his head. Boss Lu swallowed his anger: "Mashing garlic is simple, I also blindly cut film back then, my eyesight and hand speed are not bad."

The old mother looked at the interaction between this pair of young children secretly, and went out with the excuse of helping A-Fei organize daily necessities, leaving space for them to get along.

Still the old generation of people's artists who have eyes.

Little Liu's hands didn't stop, looking at him suspiciously: "Can you do it? The garlic paste will be made into garlic sauce and poured on the steamed eggplant later, it will be out of the pot in a while."

"Hey, it's very simple."

Boss Lu was also a student who had studied abroad in his previous life, and could DIY a tool for mashing garlic with any combination of tools in the kitchen.

He found a sealed bag from the refrigerator, put all the garlic cloves in, and walked to the cutting board next to Little Liu, rolling back and forth with a rolling pin.

The sealed bag can prevent the garlic cloves from splashing, and the rolling pin provides a larger force area and pressure, which is convenient for mashing the garlic cloves into a paste.

"Here, is it okay?"

Little Liu just wanted to pick bones in an egg and spray him a few words, when suddenly the phone in her pocket rang.

Her ten fingers were still doing a marinade massage for the chicken breast, covered with soy sauce and millet spicy, and she had to ask the young director who broke into the kitchen for help: "Help me take out the phone in my pocket."

Boss Lu stated the disclaimer in advance: "I'll help you take it, I can't avoid touching your thigh, you can't retaliate against me later, right?"

"Can't your claws be more careful?" Liu Liu Yifei was crazy. Is this dog thing trying to take advantage of her?

The young director carefully took out the phone, the flip of the Nokia N93 with a unique shape opened, connected, and a low baritone came.

"Liu Yifei, saw your news on TV, very sorry you encountered these, are you okay now?"

Hmm?

Boss Lu turned his head and looked at the little girl suspiciously, the film master skill was activated, and he carefully observed her micro-expressions.

"Thank you, I'm fine."

Little Liu continued the work in her hands without distraction: "Do you... have anything?"

"Oh, it's like this, our North American Chinese Student Association has a party and dinner in Los Angeles next week, are you free to come?"

"I know you don't like this occasion, you refuse every time you are invited, but everyone is a compatriot, just a simple dinner and chat, look..."

"Oh, by the way, my daddy also has some media friends in North America, I want to see if you have any places where you need help, very willing to serve."

Liu Liu Yifei glanced at the man beside her quietly, and the latter was observing her openly and honestly.

The eyes of the two met, but Little Liu dodged first, fanning her long eyelashes.

The washing machine is still calm, I want to see who is in Chicago and North America.

"Thank you, no need, I've been busy preparing for a new film recently, and there are many invitations from the local Chinese community in Chicago."

"I think I might participate in some local activities nearby. Anyway, thank you for your kindness, Happy New Year."

Liu Liu Yifei refused straightforwardly and reasonably, exchanged greetings, and hung up the phone.

Boss Lu took the phone to his eyes openly and honestly, and saw the caller's name clearly.

Heh! The washing machine can be considered not killing nameless people under the knife.

This is his alumnus from his previous life!

Cai Cai Jiazan, born in 1986, son of Hong Kong toy king Cai Zhiming, graduated from

There is no need to mention his family wealth; his social status is also quite remarkable, having served as a member of the National Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference and as a Justice of the Peace in Xiangjiang in 2023.

If one really had to find a template, he could be considered a low-spec version of Huo Chen Qigang, though the main difference lies in the depth of their family backgrounds.

Liu Liu Yifei gave him an elbow in the ribs with a look of dissatisfaction, a hint of anger rising on her pretty face: "What are you doing?"

Boss Lu looked perfectly justified: "Looking at your phone? What's wrong?"

He nonchalantly closed the cover and stuffed it back into the young girl's pants pocket, took out the minced garlic and put it into a bowl, adding salt, sugar, light soy sauce, a little vinegar, and hot oil.

With a "sizzle," the aroma exploded, and the minced garlic sauce blended with the soft, waxy texture of the eggplant.

By the stove, Boss Lu, who had only had a few glasses of tequila all day, found his appetite greatly stimulated.

"No!"

Liu Liu Yifei was stunned by his smooth and seamless set of moves; how did it end up looking like she was the one who shouldn't have asked that question?

"By what right are you looking at my phone?!"

Washing Machine said with a straight face, clearing up the confusion: "Little Liu, didn't you say it yourself on the program today? I've been your acting teacher since you were 14."

"Being a teacher means taking on a teacher's responsibilities, so it should be quite normal to care about you, right?"

"From now on, you can call me Teacher Lu. The Pan-Asia Film Academy will be starting classes soon, so I'm just getting used to the title in advance."

Having said that, he turned around and carried the two plates of food toward the dining room.

Liu Liu Yifei gnashed her teeth and clawed at the air behind his back: "Washing Machine! Washing Machine! Shameless Washing Machine!"

(End of this chapter)